Luis Poems - Poems about Luis

...Hers is a name You read on the vogue magazine She carries the figure of a model She is pretty and light nice clad I complement her you look pretty And my cheri punches me lightly Luis you a con......Read the rest...

... “Some Other Poet, White Iris” When I look in the mirror what do I see? I question existential questions and fiction, my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me, ......Read the rest...

... "Serpentine" Give a woman enough rope and She’ll show you what hanging’s worth the life coiled around a body of work could be misconstrued serpentine She......Read the rest...

...Taped to the door’s plexiglass pane, a portrait Of a Savior with ardent heart burning Sunlight invades with the turning of hinges Untethering the hospitality of Tony, the lone waiter His Brazilia......Read the rest...

...She eyes me shyly She avoids my caress gently She beckons me Luis come on You know that me Eva-ever you'res She is Eva-ever on my mind my one She is tall dark pretty and gracious With a name wi......Read the rest...

...Grab Bag Poems and Epigrams POEMS Less Heroic Couplets: Dark Cloud, Silver Lining, Dupes from “Love in the Time of the Coronavirus” by Michael R. Burch Every corona has a silver lining: I......Read the rest...

...She looked at me calmly opening her narrow lips Luis the name brought an ache to my wounded ego In my pride I had ended up shipwrecked in the rehab ...You can make it even when they all say you ......Read the rest...

...It was hot and arid in the desert No wind, no breeze, not a breath And Pedro and Luis were lost And so very close to death. As they crawled across the sand As though trapped in still air The......Read the rest...

... "Angel Eyes" that dark angel standing in the corner observing the shadows of man pass him by - he has angel eyes that shine high beam bright bushfires that light ......Read the rest...

...I could not forget the day I left my old hometown of Saint Louis (San Luis, Baguio City). Every eye was staring at me like I stole their vital organs. My brother and mother were throwing curses in th......Read the rest...

...Epigrams VII A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy? —Albert Einstein, poetic interpretation by Michael R. Burch The Whole of Wit by Michael R. Burch fo......Read the rest...

...We took the bridge of San Luis Rey And stood on the beach at Manila Bay We bellied down in the soggy lea And creeped across the churning sea. In every clime where men were chained We stormed t......Read the rest...

...Through a Glass, Darkly This first translation of an unwritten poem By Jorge Luis Borges stands against Invisible Spanish on the left-hand page Sadly imperfect Anglo-Sax......Read the rest...

...L-itterateur U-ses I-nspirational S-tatement D-irectly E-mploying L-ines A-s C-elebrant R-apturously U-tilizes Z-est Topic: Birthday of Luis Dela Cruz (December 09) Form: Vertical......Read the rest...

...Were they mad crazed drunk or on drugs As they desecrated a place most holy Ooh Were they conceited or just plain diabolic As they committed an abominable act Ooh The Holy of Holies why they di......Read the rest...